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The wanting…Friday fiction in five sentences.

She was just tired of being rejected and tired of feeling hungry. No one wanted to employ a disturbed woman, no job lasted long enough.

She was tired of living and feeling like a slob and simply wanted to feel good and look good like everyone else.

The handout that she received was barely anything to get by, that the thought of living and walking the streets began to look appealing, but she needed the right clothes to attract customers.

Stepping into the changing stall, she layered up on several items of the boutiques clothing and headed for the exit.

The shrill beep of the alarm sent the security scurrying forward as they matched her into a room for further investigation.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Out of the silent breath

Keeping It REAL…Streams of consciousness Saturday.

It’s been a real struggle trying to resist joining a whole lot of challenges that I see flying around the blogosphere.

They always sound absolutely interesting that a tiny voice in me keeps nudging me to do more. My reluctance stems from the real knowledge and fair idea what getting involved would mean in real-time for me. MORE OF MY TIME.SoCS badge 2015

I honestly don’t know how not to give a 100% and over when I am doing something.

I like to be that dependable. When I do less, I gain no real satisfaction and feel as if I am slacking off and letting something down.

I know these are good ways of connecting with others as well as practicing new techniques especially since I advise people to push the boundaries of their comfort.

Ruminating over it, I said to myself, Jacqueline my dear girl, you can’t seem to resist the bait of A-Z and more. Maybe, you should just take a little nibble and shelve something else. Hmm! REAL tussle in the mind. So what do you think?

Now, to get to some real talk on this post of mine.

It’s really been occupying space in my mind of late and each day the question grows.

We writers write for refined, elevated and so many other reasons. A writer will primarily tell you that they write for the love of it and not for the money. Sometimes, it does seem to me that we fail to calculate the real worth of our writing simply because the words flow easily from our minds to the tips of our pens and my wondering is that there might be need for a paradigm shift in this sort of thinking.

When you think about it, that passion for writing that we have, is been paid for with our time and other odd jobs. Won’t it be lovely if we shed other odd jobs and earned decent Ka-ching from our blogging, writing efforts?

I love writing. I love arty things. It’s beyond a passion for me and it’s not an alternative. It’s a compulsory pull.

I am trying to make conscientious effort to explore honest means of earning real cash from my endeavours. That’s the bottom line and it doesn’t make me less a writer to want to earn from the sweat of my fingers.

To live the lifestyle that I want without being enslaved to anybody, it has to work.

My conscientious effort requires reading more, researching more, learning more, having the courage to jump out of the window and all that. All these things will take some real good chunk of my time. There are no hard and fast rules to them.

I am however convinced that with dogged determination, hitting some pay; I am not sure about the dirt part, will really sweeten the pot.

Well there it is. Thank you Linda for today’s prompt word ‘real.’ It’s made me to dwell a little bit more on an issue that’s been running around in my head.

©  Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha